We’ve been stuck in the house most of the week due to the ice on the roads, so last night we got to join some of our great friends, the Hussey’s, Hinz’s and Eanes’ for dinner at Henry’s Louisiana Grill in historic Acworth. That area reminds me SO much of historic Norcross-love it! We had a blast and enjoyed visiting with everyone.

I was exhausted when we got home so it didn’t take me long to make my way to the bed. As soon as the light switch turned off I saw something out of the corner of my eye…THE MO– USE WAS BACK!

I jumped out of bed as fast as possible, screamed, and watched the little guy race around our bathroom and into the water closet. Of course my mind was trying to come up with every possible way to catch him and all I could think of was TUPPERWARE…So I sent Charles into the kitchen to grab some while I “guarded” the door. Of course, as soon as Charles left the room, Mr. Mouse came sliding out from under the door towards me and slid around to head for our closet. By this point, the tupperware was thrown across the room and I was on the bed.

So after some strategic planning, we started taking (one-by-one) the boxes out of our closet. We basically picked up ANYTHING that was on the floor and stood on lookout that he didn’t run out of the closet while we were moving things out. Once it was all moved, the mouse was no where to be seen—not even under the dresser that is in there. We were looking everywhere with the flashlight.

A few weeks earlier, I had bought some humane traps to put around the house to catch the little bugger. Since we hadn’t seen any sign of him, I figured he made his way out or at least down into the crawl space. Tonight, we grabbed the humane traps and put them in the closet and lined the front of the closet with boxes so he couldn’t get through.

In just a few minutes, he popped his head out from the dresser! He was a gutsy little thing~popping out every few seconds to watch us watching him. He ran out far enough to sniff the dog food that was in the trap, but just couldn’t figure out how to get in it. After about 10 minutes of this, I came up with a new strategy. I ran to get some thread and tied it to the top of the trap and propped it open in hopes that he would enter through the top.

No more than two minutes later, he headed right towards the trap and crawled in. I let go of my end of the thread and the top fell closed. Charles grabbed it and put some tape to hold it closed for the night. Since it was about 1 AM by this time, we put Mr. Mouse, trap and all, in the guest bath tub and shut the door until this morning.

This morning we scouted out a new place to let Mr. Mouse go. We decided to take him to a barn on a big lot across the pond. Charles and I walked over there to let him go. Don’t worry-I packed him a “doggie bag” of snacks so that hopefully he will stay there a while instead of making his way back here. Oh Mr. Mouse, you were cute, but you are MUCH cuter outside my house. Hope I don’t run into any of your relatives anytime soon!

Opening the trap

 

Hiding in his new home

 

The mouse’s new digs